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This is a wide story category, catering for stories with a Supernatural / Non-Human theme.

These are often associated with paranormal and occult ideas. Stories to be placed in here include those relating to Vampires, Fantasy Worlds, Ghosts, Aliens, Triffids or anything else the imagination may conjure up.

Water ran down her body, mixed with soapy bubbles into the basin below. In the next room, a man lay with the sheets partly covering him, his upper torso glistened with sweat as he slept. The woman massaged the shower gel into her skin to remove the smell of indiscretion. She didn’t shed a tear for what she had done, for there was no remorse to be had. The man stirred at the sound of his...Read On

I awoke with a start when I realized I wasn't alone. The ghost was across the room from me, laying on the bed. I don't know what surprised me most -- that I had finally seen a ghost after so many months of searching, or that it appeared to be masturbating. It was nearly 3 am on the last night our group had permission to investigate the haunting at this old hotel. There were twenty...Read On

Seduced by a Queen from the fifteenth century as being channeled by a housewife.

I walked into a small meditation room that was draped in soft pastels, flute music droned from an invisible speaker nearby. As I expected, a small indoor water fountain was plugged into a nearby socket and spewed recycled liquid tranquility. I was about to meet the great spirit Marguerite, a long dead, fifteenth century Queen as channeled via a forty-something housewife turned psychic,...Read On

Friday Morning The heat was almost unbearable but that’s why I had come to Ibiza. I had left rainy London behind and with nothing more than my three piece suit I had taken a taxi to the airport and bought a last minute ticket to the island. While waiting for my flight to board I went online and booked a hotel room, I am a kind of last minute guy, I suppose. The flight was uneventful and I...Read On

When I was in my late teens, he visited me in my sleep, often. The very first time was the night I turned sixteen years of age. I've always thought that he was my birthday present from the universe, celebrating my emergence into womanhood. I felt like I had known him all my life. I became familiar with all his physical attributes and his presence in the air every time he came to visit at...Read On

Heather has an idea about how I can stop Kayla, but I don't think I like it very much.

I went to bed early that night, at perhaps 10:00. I was just too tired to stay up any later. But, just like last time, sometime in the middle of the night, the door creaked open. My covers were lifted off while I was still mostly asleep. Then I felt hands on my boxers, tugging them down. I forced my eyes open. “No,” I said. Kayla was already kneeling between my legs, lowering her mouth to...Read On

There's something strange about Kayla. Besides sucking me off in the middle of the night, that is.

It was 4:22 in the morning, and I couldn’t sleep. I knew it had been a mistake to do a Thirsty Thursday the day before a test. Ricky, down the hall, had brought in some friends from home, the chemistry boys had played flip cups, and of course I’d done shots with everyone else. Ricky’s friend from high school, Kayla, had been super-hot, with a super-curvy body and long, wavy brown hair,...Read On

The Dream She hated it, just hated waking up all tangled in the sheets, sweating, her heart pounding without knowing why. She reached down and checked her white nylon panties. All wet, again. Well, at least she knew why she woke up in such a state. It was one of those dreams again. Cheryl raised her head and looked at the clock. 6:14 in the morning. She let her head fall back into the...Read On

It is the end of a very long day of a very long week. Seems every other call and visit involves an intense flu virus that’s sweeping through our county like an invading army. Few escape untouched. Susan walks in for the last appointment of the day looking like one of the recent victims. Classic symptoms, a story heard a couple dozen times today. After listening to her symptoms, a simple...Read On

The beast will never disappear from within no matter the beauty on the outside.

Luna The lower branches and undergrowth slapped into my chest as I ran through the dense forest. A fog was creeping up from the ground which would help me escape my followers. I stopped for a second and sniffed the cool air and licked my mouth. I could still taste the blood and as I began running again I remembered the sweet tasting flesh of my victim. Then I heard the sound I most...Read On

When the desert sun sets, mysterious snakes slither through the souk...

Work is over and people by the thousand pour out onto the square; grains of sand flowing into the beating heart of Marrakech. They play mad music. A beat of drums, of wooden soles and friendly arguments. A chant of crooked bartering, of laughter and motorcycle exhausts. A million stars burn into your eyes. Blinking neons held in absurd contraptions, candles suspended in red glass, tall...Read On

Sunset. The sky is on fire with gold, pink and red as the sun begins it’s decent into sea. The air is warm as I watch from the balcony, sea-birds dance in the last rays of the day and I can just make out lovers spread out over the beach as they watch the daily spectacle. I’m impatient, willing for the sun to be gone and for the last rays of the day to disappear so that she can join me. I...Read On

A young widow gets more than she expects when she invokes the spirit of Mardi Gras

It ended, as so many things do, with pain, and with anger, and with recriminations that left more questions than answers in their wake. It ended with the feral scent of blood; sweet and high. It ended badly; with sirens caterwauling off nearby tenement buildings, with curious onlookers, with too much gossip and not enough truth. And as dawn broke over a city facing its third thunderstorm...Read On

Tera stood back. She didn’t really have a name - not one that humans could pronounce anyway. So she adopted names wherever she went. She usually chose the names of the girls of easy virtue, the harlots, the sluts, the ladies of the night, the porn stars - call them what you will. She felt that they were kindred spirits. After all she was the perennial harlot, the eternal slut, the...Read On

The young Isabeau clenched her jaw and struck the ivory keys of the piano with her fists four times in quick succession. “Arpeggios, arpeggios, arpeggios! I despise arpeggios!” she screamed out in anger and frustration. Isabeau stood from her piano bench and stomped her way to the open window that looked out over the impeccably maintained garden of the mansion’s grounds. She stood in...Read On

Norm kissed her tits for the eleventh time. He just couldn’t get enough of her. He had last made love to her a year ago, but here she was, back in the flesh. The year in between he had lost all interest in girls. It was almost as if they were meant to happen. Or so he thought. She was different this time round. The color of her eyes was no longer sea blue. It had a little green mixed in...Read On

She was like the cheerleader who gang bangs the entire football team. Only she was never going to be exhausted at the end of her debauchery. This was the one and the only reason she existed. She drew her strength from their semen. Every man who landed his load on her, and grinned, thinking how messy he had made her, had given her additional years to further her sticky existence. Every last...Read On

There was that slight shimmer you see when the asphalt gets hot in the sun, and then there she was. It was a perfect summer day. The road and the skies were clear, and yet somehow I didn’t spot her until I was only a few yards away. I don’t normally stop for hitchhikers, but how could I fail to stop for her? The pedal shuddered beneath my foot as I slammed on the brakes. I prayed my...Read On

Fucked up, drugged up, freak of nature… Tristan scribbled on his notepad and gulped down the rest of his Scotch. It was New Year’s Eve, and the lone wolf had not gone out to celebrate. A year had passed since he last saw Cassius or anyone else who had been part of his pack. It was twelve months of isolation, excessive binges on Bane, and dangerous orgies with vampires. Tristan had...Read On

There once was a girl name Lauren, she cared for all the plants and animals. She couldn't bring herself to think of the animals being trapped in cages, tortured, then slaughtered without knowing the joys of life. This is why she made the decision to become vegan. One day Lauren was sitting in her garden tending to her friend the garlic. She had grown all of her plants from seeds, therefore...Read On

Bella sat expectantly astride one of the iron roof trusses high up in the roof of Madrid's Atocha rail terminus. Far below, passengers were filing off the sleeper train which had just arrived from Paris. She scanned the tiny figures in search of Professor Maurice Kershaw and his wife Ursula. Bella knew they were on this train, as she had spotted their names on the passenger manifest in the...Read On

She froze in her steps as she distinctly began to hear the ragged intake of breaths in and out...

Natalie walked down the wooded path to the library at least three times a week. Her heavy class load this semester had increased her study hours and her dorm mate was less than considerate of the study load that Natalie had, which had her spending many hours at the library. Natalie was never bothered as she walked the wooded path to the library until that fall, when the clocks were set back...Read On

Melissa found her svelte body being pushed into the bed. Her legs curved outwards and tucked up beneath her; her bum partly projecting over the end of the bed. A large hand pressed down onto the base of her spine, pinning her in place. A cock, the largest cock she had ever felt, fucked her relentlessly. Every penetrating thrust resulted in Melissa exhaling into the damp bedclothes; her...Read On

Vampires are not fertile. Vampire female cannot bear a child and similarly, vampire male cannot conceive a child. Dead flesh is not able to produce life. But that doesn't mean that they cannot indulge themselves in pleasures of the body. What I have in mind is not mating between vampire noble and human girl, so very popular. Typically, vampires do not mate with humans for other purposes than...Read On

I sat at the bar and waited for Katja to pour my usual Black Russian. After presenting the drink, she produced a business card and laid it on the bar. I raised my eyebrows at the attractive young lady. "Came in here earlier, looking for you.” My brisk nod of acknowledgment encouraged her. “Told him you usually arrive around midnight… if you come,” she said, shrugging her shoulders. I...Read On

It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve and Sherry was slumped in a chair in the sitting room of her small cottage, lit only by the embers of the dying fire. She was feeling totally out of sorts, facing a Christmas Day on her own once again, which wasn't at all what she had planned. ooOoo Sherry was a secondary school teacher specialising in Natural History at a large comprehensive school in...Read On

My friends had no idea what it was like to live with someone who appeared to have dissociative identity disorder. Sure, they had seen Kai’s stone cold moments, but Sarah and Bonnie had never seen his manic episodes. They had no idea just how mentally unstable he could be at times. Yesterday was the first time I was actually scared of him. That argument we’d had in the morning… the way his...Read On

A rewrite of one of my first stories. My thanks to Jwren for his excellent editing efforts.

In the darkest hours of a moonless night, she quietly awakens, not stirring, somehow sensing she is no longer alone. Her limpid eyes peer through the veil, searching wearily, hopefully, for he who has visited only in her dreams. Seeing nothing, she sighs deeply, and lays back into her pillow, resigned to another long and lonely night. Only then, as she gives up hope, does she discern...Read On

The wind blew my hair and I tried to tuck it in behind my ears but it was to no avail. It came loose and covered my eyes and face. I glanced over at the speedometer. Jake was doing close to a hundred miles an hour. My eyes turned to his face. He was staring at the road in front of us, his features hard and still. He must have known I was looking at him but he paid no attention to me. I...Read On